Amaterasu Kikyo was sitting on her knees in the dojo, with a Japanese bow that was taller than a human being.
She closed her eyes and seemed to be meditating, but in fact the earthly immortal's will was watching everything under the mountain.
Suddenly, Miss Magic Witch opened her eyes. She raised her head and looked down the mountain, with nostalgia for the past in her eyes.
"Suzuo's power, this is really nostalgic."
Recalling the third sister who used to be very noisy, her expression became gentler.
At the gate of the castle tower, Dorothy's whole body was filled with pava, and it seemed like endless power poured out from the demon sword in her hand, blessing her body.
And although this power was large, it did not make her feel as if she was being stretched out and about to explode, like a spoon-fed balloon. On the contrary, this power has been actively cooperating with her, and has not given her this fragile vulnerability.
The main body exerted pressure, but more of it surged towards the dragon and snake spirit behind her.
Different from the weak body of the otaku witch, her martial spirit is the body of a serious martial god that was once forged with the massive magic power of Senior Sister Fanny, but Dorothy usually has no way to support it.
It consumes a lot of Martial God, so I can only use the energy-saving mode.
There was no way, the consumption of a casual blow from the serious God of War was enough to drain the little witch dry until she collapsed.
Even though she has Senior Fanny's nuclear-powered power bank with almost unlimited backup magic power, she still can't do whatever she wants.
After all, Wuhun can't directly absorb magic power from Senior Sister Fanny, it still has to go through Dorothy's charging cable, and the little witch understands the charging power of the hip-pulling power.
Well, charging for a week may not be enough for three seconds of Valkyrie.
But now, everything has changed.
The Demon Sword Liberation of Demon Sword Princess seeks to merge with the human sword of the sword master. The power of the two will merge together without distinguishing each other. This is a deeper connection than the master and the familiar.
Of course, it is still dangerous for a child to dance with a broadsword. After all, if he accidentally drops the knife, he may directly crush the child to death. That is an unbearable weight for a child.
If Yinchui Yongyi's power of the Ghost King were directly applied to Dorothy's body, she might literally break apart soon.
But as long as the carrier is changed from the body to the martial soul, there will be no problem.
After completing the liberation of the Demon Sword, the magic power of Miss Oiran is equal to the magic power of her sword master. The magic pools of the two people have been merged into one. In other words, the body of the God of War can directly extract the magic power of Miss Oiran to function.
The previous traffic restrictions have been eliminated.
And the body of the God of War, which no longer has any restrictions on magic power, can perfectly bear the blessing of the terrifying power of the Ghost King, so
The purple magic power rose and spread upwards until it finally completely enveloped the huge dragon and snake that covered the sky and the sun. The dragon and snake martial spirit that was originally just a virtual appearance gradually became a reality from an illusion.
The already terrifying Long Wei became more and more heavy and depressing.
The dragon and snake roared, gradually evolving from the animal form to the human form. The ruined Dragon King, who was sitting in the sea of blood among the corpses, slowly opened her eyes, and she stood up from the bone throne.
As she stood up, the purple magic that had been lingering on her body turned into a set of exquisite and majestic Japanese-style evil demon armor.
This is the blessing of the power of the Ghost King Yinchui Yongyi.
Gorgeous armor covered the whole body of the ruined Dragon King, tightly wrapping her up and protecting her. Even the broken dragon horn on the top of her head was repaired with gold.
Then the Dragon King stretched out his hand and shook it in the air, and the remaining purple magic power swarmed in and turned into a katana sword thousands of meters long.
The majestic God of War was as tall as a mountain, and her giant-like figure stood quietly behind Dorothy, maintaining the same posture of holding the sword with her.
If the former dilapidated Dragon King was the lone winner who fought to the end in a fierce gladiatorial arena, then the now dressed-up Dragon King is the unparalleled king who has become dominant and has many strong men under his command.
And the only thing that hasn't changed is probably the look in the Dragon King's eyes.
Obviously, Dorothy's body has a pair of peach blossom eyes, which are alluring, but this martial spirit has the eyes of a phoenix and the posture of a dragon. She is quite handsome, but it always feels a bit too crazy, as if she looks down on everyone.
Well, I still deserve a beating.
However, without strength, it is called arrogance and arrogance, but once there is strength to support it, it will look down on the world and be like a king.
At this time, the dragon's power, which was several times more terrifying than the sly ghost's power, had almost turned into reality. The heavy pressure seemed to have really made gravity surrender to it. It was originally only supposed to be at the spiritual level.
At this time, the power has truly begun to affect matter, causing the tower to become crumbling.
Most of the buildings on Dongying Island still have the traditional wooden structure. But at this time, under the power of the dragon, those ancient but precious woods made an overwhelming sound, as if they might break and collapse at any time.
And this was just the residual power, the real pressure was all concentrated on Minamoto Yorimitsu.
Dorothy also looked at the Onimusha opposite her at this time. Because she was fighting with the body of a martial spirit, she finally switched to the Fairy King mode at this time.
"Well, let me try the knife too."
The otaku witch looked at the simple sword embryo in her hand, and then at the martial spirit sword that was several kilometers long above her head, and her eyes were eager to try.
Well, now she kind of understands how those martial arts idiots feel.
With the sword in hand, if I don't find something to chop with to vent my good emotions, I will really be suffocated to death.
Fortunately, the opposite Minamoto no Yorimitsu is indeed a pure martial arts fanatic. If other people had seen this battle, they might have thought about something and retreated, but this Onimusha had no intention of retreating. On the contrary
, looking at this increasingly stronger opponent, her eyes burst out with a stronger fighting spirit.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! And the demon sword Hongye in her hand was even more crazy at this time.
"Sama Shuten, it's Master Shuten, sir, have you finally thought of me? Do you finally want to settle things with me?"
In the conscious space of Minamoto Noraimitsu, the floating witch soul was covering her cheeks with both hands, and her face was stained with a strange blush. The expression mixed with complex emotions such as fear, admiration, greed, etc. looked very beautiful.
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"Yes, yes, yes, I have been waiting for this day for a long time. It's great. My lord, your light is still shining so brightly. You are so beautiful. You are so beautiful that I want to eat you more and more."
Ever since Yinchui Yongyi took the initiative to stand up just now, Hongye's eyes have been glued to her body, and there is nothing else in his eyes.
"Well, it's really a good knife."
Minamoto Yorimitsu also nodded, rarely agreeing with his companion's idea.
For a martial arts fanatic like her, a good knife is much more attractive than any beautiful woman and delicacies.
She likes knives, and she likes good knives, especially other people's good knives.
Every time she defeated a strong enemy, and then took away the opponent's weapon in the eyes of the opponent's unwillingness to despair, that feeling was her favorite.
As a result, the battle was about to break out.
The Onimusha held the demon sword in his hand tightly, and then launched a surprise attack towards the opponent.
As a Shura Martial God who proves his way through killing, Minamoto Noraimitsu has so much combat experience that she has developed an instinct. Even when she meets her opponent for the first time, she can already see the opponent's weakness at a glance.
The knife on the other side is very good, but the person is a bit inferior, she is too weak.
In the past, Slippery Ghost's power as a fox and a tiger had deceived others, but he could not deceive a warrior like her who had been tempered for many years. She could see through the nature of the paper tiger in the other person at a glance.
But, how did a little witch become a martial artist?
Onimusha didn't understand this either, after all, this kind of thing was really unreasonable.
As both a Martial God, she faced many difficulties and dangers in order to break through. She was on the verge of life and death countless times, and finally managed to break through by chance. But how did the little guy opposite who was only a teenager in terms of bone age do it?
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Minamoto Yorimitsu was very puzzled.
But forget it, never mind, she is not very good at using her brain to begin with, she prefers doing things with her hands than using her brains.
Anyway, the opponent's weakness is the fragile body. As long as they can get close, victory is within easy reach.
Moreover, the distance between the two of them was not far, so this idiot actually used such a big move, which was really asking for his own death.
Minamoto Yorimitsu is used to seeing too many guys who like to make their abilities flashy in order to show off without objection. Martial arts are killing skills, and skills that can kill people at the fastest speed and with the highest efficiency are good martial arts.
Good-looking? Awesome? That thing is worthless compared to life.
Onimusha has never cared about whether her moves are good or not, her fighting style has always been as simple as possible.
Fighting and killing are very serious matters, and there is no room for any distraction. The state she has always longed for is the state of no thoughts and no thoughts in the legend of swordsmanship, that is, the state of Ichintachi.
That is the unique skill of the great Japanese swordsman Tsukahara Isshin, and it is also the ultimate swordsmanship that all Japanese swordsmen pursue.
And she is not far away from the realm of Ichintachi.
Well, as long as she keeps challenging powerful enemies and keeps fighting, one day she will stand in front of Tsukahara Isshin and win the title of the best swordsman from him.
Thoughts in his mind kept spinning, but he finally calmed down, and the Onimusha's raid was coming to an end.
On the opposite side, the little witch who likes to make grand scenes is still posing in a daze, as if she can't keep up with Minamoto no Yorimitsu's rhythm.
"It's done."
Looking at the stupid look of the opponent who was already close in front of him, the Onimusha thought so in his heart, and then pointed at the opponent's head with a calm sword.
However, at this moment, Dorothy moved. She smiled and turned to look at the Onimusha who had already arrived in front of her, and then asked.
"Hey, do you have an ideal?"
Minamoto Yorimitsu: "????"
In this short moment of swiping the sword, the Onimusha was stunned and didn't understand what this guy was talking about. Is this the other person's last words?
She was a little confused in her heart, but the knife she swung out in her hand did not stop at all. The opponent's neck was already just a hair away from the blade. It was impossible for anyone to block this distance.
but
clang
There was a crisp sound of metal collision. Before the Onimusha had finished her thoughts, the sword she was determined to win had been blocked.
Minamoto Yorimitsu suddenly shrank in size.
Impossible, how is this possible?
The Onimusha was filled with disbelief.
It's not that she couldn't see clearly what just happened. In fact, she saw it very clearly. She clearly saw this little witch who was supposed to be just showing up calmly raising the sword and blocking it at her neck.
On the other side, waiting for the whole process of his sword hitting her sword.
But it was precisely because of this that she was shocked.
After all, the last moment the opponent was motionless and he was about to kill him with his neck, but the next moment, the opponent completed all the blocks. What speed is this? Whose sword can be so fast?
Moreover, in her vision just now, she did not feel that the other party was fast at all. She even felt that the other party was a bit too slow. The casual attitude of raising the sword seemed not to be fighting at all, but
Minamoto norimitsu was silent for a few seconds, and then he found a similar metaphor.
Well, it's as natural as walking to the table and picking up the tachyon and bowl when the meal is ready.
Before eating, do you think about why you want to pick up the tachyon and the bowl, and how to pick up the tachyon and the bowl?
That's pretty much what it feels like.
Before the Onimusha woke up from the shock, she saw a sigh on the face of the witch with strange makeup across from her.
"It seems you have no ideals. No wonder the purity of your sword is so low."
Dorothy shook her head and looked at the martial arts idiot in front of her with some boredom.
What a pity, what a pity. It was rare that she encountered a good knife, and she happened to be interested in trying it out, but this was the thing she tried to cut with?
Alas, if you are tired of it, then just finish cutting and call it a day.
Even if the otaku witch's weak body successfully raised her sword to block the attack of the warrior god, she could only withstand the blow for a moment. The power of the sword of the onimusha was not exhausted. As long as she continued, she still could not escape being struck by a blow.
The ending of Jian Xiaoshou.
But, seizing the moment is enough.
The moment Minamoto Yorimitsu saw the little witch shaking her head, alarm bells started ringing in her heart. She had been on the edge of life and death countless times and was no stranger to this feeling, but those life and death crises in the past had never been like this.
It's so obvious now.
She suddenly saw the sea of flowers on the other side of Huangquan Road and the long flowing Santu River.
At that moment, she could only look up with the corner of her eye.
Then, what she saw was the huge dragon king slowly raising his sword and poking it down.
Just as she had expected, it was really inconvenient to move with such a huge body, let alone wielding the thousand-meter-long sword in his hand, which was extremely slow.
But she had no time to dodge such a slow blow.
So, is this slow or fast?
This was the ghost warrior's last thought before he was overwhelmed by the magic sword that was like a torrent of light.
But at the last moment when her consciousness dissipated, she seemed to have some realization.
Oh, so this is what is called no thoughts and no thoughts?